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Painkiller

it's hard to remember to breathe �
when you're naked on top of me
a last hope that's found deep inside your eyes
the place I want to drown and die �
because this world has beaten me senseless �
I can't deal with the emotional drain
so relieve me, goddess �
dig your nails into my back
damage me with your passion �
�
be my painkiller
my drug dealer
don't fuck me nice
make it hurt �
�
I�m a man at the end of his rope
put your hands around my neck and be that rope �
no matter if it's love �
my feelings are numb to this act
circle those hips with no apologies �
keep me hard and stiff deep within your cunt
I�ll slap across your face
getting you to tighten your hands �
the lose of air feels so exhilarating �
�
be my painkiller
my drug dealer
don't fuck me nice
make it hurt �
�
the violence gives me comfort �
warms my cold soul
the suffering isn't so bad �
once I cum deep inside your walls
you look at me so naughty �
knowing this all means nothing �
just a touch of heaven
in my sick world of hell